When Gu Mian heard him, she immediately straightened up and said, "You're awake… I made you some tea for your hangover."
Gu Mian put down the tools in her hand. She wanted to stand up and go to the kitchen. However, perhaps it was because she had been kneeling for a long time, her legs felt numb. She almost fell down. Tang Zui grabbed her just in time before she collapsed.
Their faces were very close to one another, and their lips almost touched. Gu Mian held her breath. She quickly pushed him away and ran to the kitchen in a flustered manner.
Tang Zui looked at the clean and tidy living room. On the balcony, the clothes he wore yesterday were hanging from the drying rack that he had never used before. This homely scene felt strangely heartwarming.
Gu Mian brought the tea to the living room and handed it to Tang Zui. She said, "The temperature is just about right. But you better take a small sip first. Don't burn yourself."
